TF (melting, imprinting)

If she didn’t have a modelling assignment or photoshoot, Luscious was not an early riser. The later the better was her motto, and “morning” was defined as “anything up till 4pm”. But today, Monday, she was up at 7.30am, bright and early. And why not? She had a lot planned.

She ate a big bowl of muesli and fruit; who knew when she’d be able to eat again? Then she took a long shower. She luxuriated in the hot water, taking her fancy Molton & Brown shower gel and rubbing it all over her body. She looked damned good, she had to admit to herself. Okay, she always thought she looked good - no false modesty for her - but hell, there was nothing to make you appreciate your looks than planning to erase your body all together.

A few months ago a girlfriend had introduced her to a special little potion. One sip and you could merge with things. A little more and you could melt. Yes, Luscious had used the potion and the girls had watched with glee as their curvy bodies turned into puddles of goo. She’d used the potion with her friends a few times since, and a couple of days ago she’d taken it on her own for the first time. After becoming a gooey mess she’d gone a step further and evaporated - becoming so thin she’d effectively been nothing.

Nothing! Basically just a cloud of atoms that thought they were a person! Oh man, it had been such a turn-on. Amazing to be nothing!

Well, today she was going to have even more fun.

She rubbed herself dry and exited the bathroom, heading for her bedroom. She stood before her full-length mirror and cast an eye over her boobs and ass. “Hey there, gorgeous!” she addressed herself. “Wow, you look amazing, girlfriend! Oh, could you stand to lose some weight? Like … all of it, maybe? Maybe!” She laughed at her joke.

She primped a bit, flicking her hair - dyed a particularly vibrant shade of pink - around her face. “Oops! Almost forgot!” She removed her belly button piercing and earrings. Hey, they would probably merge with her, but why take the chance?

She strode over to her bedside table and retrieved the little bottle of serum there. What exactly was it? She didn’t know exactly. Heck, she didn’t care, really. All she knew was it made her feel amazing, so keep it coming.

She unstoppered the bottle and lifted it to her lips. Oh man, this was so naughty! She winked at her reflection and downed the contents. Every time she got a new serum it had a different taste. This one was quite cotton candy-isn. Hmmm.

Luscious laughed with delight as her nerves began to briefly tingle as the serum did its stuff. When it stopped, she turned back to the mirror. “See you later!” she grinned. Then she turned and walked straight into the wall.

She felt her molecules merging with the wall as she melted into it, being absorbed into the material. For a brief moment their was silence in the room, then her face appeared on the wall. Slowly it was matched by faces on the other three walls in the room.

“I did it!” Luscious squealed, each of her faces speaking in turn. “I merged with all the walls! I’m the entire room! Well, except for the ceiling and floor … but I’ve got to keep something for the next session! Hey, I’ve got an idea … wait for it!”

One of her wall faces faded away, then the wall bulged as she began to rise out of the wall. But not completely, and so her body still took on the attributes of the wall - painted yellow and made of plaster.

Halfway out of the wall, Luscious turned then froze. She was posing suggestively, one hand cupping her ass, one arm covering her nipples, her mouth slightly open.

Her three doppelgängers on the other walls began to comment. “What a splendid statue! I think the artist has really captured Luscious here.” “I agree. Comparable to the Venus de Milo, albeit with more arms. I think this may have been the best thing in the entire gallery!” “Yeah! Looks hot!”

Oh, you want less arms? Luscious thought. I can do that!

She rolled over, and somehow her arms were absorbed back into the wall, leaving her with stumps just below her shoulders. “Look! Now I’m the Venus de Milo, guys!” she laughed.

“Ah yes, I can see the resemblance. This is certainly one of the greatest works of art ever!”

“Why, thank you!” She mimed a kiss at the wall. Of course, she was really blowing a kiss to herself.

“Speaking of arms …” Luscious slowly sank back into the wall. After a few seconds her arms emerged from the blank walls. They waved in a friendly fashion at the other walls before sliding off in opposite directions in a way that would have been impossible if she’d still been human … but of course, she was not.

The arms did a final regal wave and then withdrew into the wall, as did her other three faces. Luscious drew herself back and oozed out of the wall as if she was rising out of a pool. As she left the wall fully, her skin, until then yellow and made of plaster, faded back to her usual pink.

“Well, that was great!” she grinned. “Being a work of art … how fitting! But now it’s time to melt some more, I think … and I have just the thing for it!”

Luscious sauntered back into the bathroom and headed for her hot tub. She turned on the taps and stepped in. And then she began to melt.

What she loved about melting is that every time was different. This time it seemed her belly began to melt fastest, oozing out from her middle. Her arms, meanwhile, began to lengthen until they dripped off her body into the tub. For a minute she was pretty much a head, with her boobs and butt crammed together. She giggled, thinking how weird she must look. On the other hand she might just be some guys’ fantasy.

Her twin breasts drooped in a teardrop shape before sliding off her and joining the growing liquid in the tub. Finally her legs dwindled and her head collapsed, leaving her face on top of the tub until it too dissolved, leaving her eyes and mouth floating.

Now she was just a blob, a blob floating in water, the long strands of goo twirling in the liquid. Now, however, Luscious reformed her arms, pushing them out of the water in the now mostly full tub. She counted off with her fingers - one, two, then blowing a kiss. And then one arm stretched over to turn on the jets.

They rumbled into life and began to pull in the water - and the goo that was Luscious. She could feel herself pulled in and out of the jets, being broken down, and it felt incredible! Especially since the jets were, effectively, pulling her apart. Of course she didn’t feel pain - she was goo, not flesh and blood. Still, it was fun to act like she did. “Oh! Help me! Help me! Argh! I’m being eaten!” her mouth shrieked. And then she giggled madly. Her goo formed a mouth, and swallowed her up.

She swirled around the tub, being broken into more and more bits, until the tub was full of her strands. Now all that remained of her were her arms, which were hanging on to the sides. One of them crawled over and flicked off the jets, which shuddered to a halt.

In the tub the little pieces of Luscious began to pull themselves together, bit by bit. It was like a big jigsaw puzzle was putting itself together. Slowly the pieces became recognisable as a woman. A foot joined a leg; a nipple flew to top off a breast; strands of goo began to form hair.

And then Luscious was back, making herself temporarily human again. “Oh man, that was intense! Being in pieces was amazing … I could feel every part of me! I wonder what it would like to be a real jigsaw puzzle - if there was a way to make myself two dimensional and cut myself into pieces …” Well, that was something for another day.

She pulled herself out of the hot tub and stepped out. Something occurred to her - something from one of her favourite films - and she leaned over and splashed herself with water. “Argh! I’m melting, I’m melting!” she yelled. “Oh, what a world …” And once more she melted into a puddle of goo.

The goo slid back into the living room. And now for my next trick! Luscious thought, and she stretched her gooey self over everything in the living room - the furniture, the TV, the walls, ceiling and floors - until everything was covered in pink goo.

She repeated her trick of forming her face on a surface, but this time it was on everything. “Hi guys! I’m Luscious the sofa!” she giggled gleefully.

“Oh! What a coincidence! I’m Luscious the television!”

“That’s totally weird. I’m Luscious too! Luscious the rug!”

“We’re all Luscious!”

But not for long, she thought.

The mess of goo withdrew and formed a puddle again. And then it evaporated.

At first it began to steam. The vapour rose and formed a cloud. The goo puddle dwindled and then dried up. And the little cloud of vapour slowly dissipated.

And once again, Luscious was nowhere.

It didn’t feel like she was nowhere. She was everywhere, invisible, spread everywhere in the apartment. She had no form at all, her molecules, which just this morning had been a beautiful girl, were just … well … molecules.

Luscious was …

“Luscious?” she whispered, although how she did that without a mouth she couldn’t tell you. “Who is this Luscious everyone was talking about? There’s absolutely nobody here, and I should know. I’m nobody! Luscious? Not here. I wonder why they talk about her …”

A ghostly laugh echoed around the empty room.

Man, she couldn’t wait to do this again.